Author's Note I'm posting this prologue as a guide for readers new to primarily my older work. It's a pretty big ask to expect readers to go back and read a novel to understand a lot of story, lore, characters and details. I hope this helps to set the stage. A special thank you to Pope1944 for reading and editing, as well as encouraging this prologue. I wi...
"She doesn't want me," Zhura said. "She wants you, Ngo." They passed through the gate that divided Gigiri, where Kaj and Amina's little compound was, and Gold City. Gold City District capped the hill upon which much of Namu was built. There, House San and the other great Houses maintained sprawling palaces. Goldshields looked the two adventurers over and w...
The next day at work I was very distracted and continued to try to remember events from the previous night. I was largely unsuccessful. She was now affecting my work and I couldn't allow both my work and personal life to be dominated in this way. I had to have some answers to the mysteries surrounding her - mysteries that were pulling me into some vortex tha...
Mary had been brought up in a conservative household. Her parents were fundamental Christians. Very fundamental. Her father's strictures were such that they made the Amish seem a model of progressiveness. All her life it was drilled into her that her father was the patriarch and that his will was not to be questioned. Her female mind couldn't hope to underst...
I never think of the future. It comes soon enough. Albert Einstein 17 April, 1912 She stood at the rail, looking down into the passing sea. New York lay somewhere ahead, not quite another day ahead; the Titanic lay somewhere in the belly of the sea, now two days gone into a receding past. Her father was, she assumed, still onboard, down there in the dark...
Growing up truly Dominant (what do you think Macho means?) A few months ago My wife (and submissive) and I met an experienced couple at an Alternate Lifestyle friendly bar in Kansas City. He and I hit if off quickly and had very long and very good conversations. His over 23 years in the lifestyle, yes it is true, dwarfs my relatively short time in it. We s...
It had been a most uneventful night, Cian noted. He was sitting on the windowsill, his back leaning against the sturdy wall. He was safely hidden somewhere between the curtains waving lazily in the slight breeze and the solitary candle casting confusing, dancing shadows on the walls. Besides, if Cian didn't want to be seen, he wouldn't be. Not that it matt...
Jayson Gutierrez sat in the doctor's office, wondering for the thousandth time if he was losing his mind. Between law school, his demanding girlfriend Hannah and the sky-high expectations of his peers, he was barely hanging on. McGill University's Law School was the number one law school in Canada and he'd been extremely lucky to get in. Now he was in danger...
Selena Texeira could be considered beautiful by just about any standard of beauty around the world. The six-foot-tall, curvy young woman with the light brown skin, stylish Afro, and curvaceous figure usually saunters into a room like she owns the place. Selena isn't the type to strut, she saunters, and there's a big difference between the two. Looking at the...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** I was a skinny, lanky boy with big eyes, long eyelashes and a mop of dark brown hair. I tried to avoid looking in mirrors because I thought I was ugly and, when I did catch sight of my face, I looked permanently surprised. My great, goggle eyes, stared back at me from their rim of...